Courtyard House: The Chef's Intelligence System

The feud within the Liu family escalated so much that it eventually drew the attention of the village chief.

The village chief won't deal with the villagers' trivial matters.

But the neighbors who were watching the commotion saw that the Liu family was really angry, so they quickly called the village chief to come and handle the situation.

The people who were fighting were separated, and after the village chief found out what had happened, he returned the things that Old Liu's family had stolen to Liu Haifeng.

Old Liu got anxious:

"No, village chief, those are things my son brought me. It's perfectly normal for me to come and collect them, isn't it?"

"That's right, village chief. My brother brought it back from the city. How did it become Liu Haifeng's?" The two Liu brothers chimed in.

The village chief gave Old Man Liu and his two sons a disapproving look. He knew everything about the Liu family. Yesterday, they had joined forces to drive Liu Haizhong away, and today Liu Haizhong was bringing them meat and grain.

You think I'm a fool?

The village chief also lost his temper and started speaking rudely:

"Old Liu, don't push your luck. You know what's going on here. Take your son and get home."

Old Liu, sticking his neck out, retorted, "So what if you don't appreciate my kindness? The things Liu Haifeng brought back from the city were sent by my third son."

"He wanted to keep these things for himself, how could I possibly agree to that?"

Old Liu knew, of course, that these things couldn't have come from his third son, but he had to say it that way.

There was no other reason than that he was envious of what Liu Haifeng brought back.

I'm determined to bring it home today, no matter what.

Seeing how certain Old Liu was, the village chief also had some doubts. What if it really was Liu Haizhong who had his cousin bring it back?

So, the village chief turned his attention to Liu Haifeng and his son:

"Haifeng, tell me in detail what happened from when you entered the city yesterday until you just returned."

When questioned by the village chief, Liu Haifeng had no choice but to tell the truth, recounting his experiences from the beginning of the conflict in the Liu family to his recent return.

They explained it in great detail, even mentioning the specifics of Wang Guilian taking out a wad of cash.

Good heavens, good heavens! Old Liu and his two sons' eyes lit up when they heard this, and the other villagers also looked on with envy.

After he finished speaking, the village chief gave Liu Haifeng and his son a mocking smile:

"Haifeng, you and your son are both idiots. If your son had worked in the city, he could have earned hundreds or thousands of yuan sooner or later."

"Look at Liu Haizhong. He works as a factory worker in the city. He has not only established a career but also started a family and has three sons."

"One person earns money to support a family of five, and still manages to casually take out a thousand or so yuan."

"I don't know what to say about you, you're such an idiot!"

After hearing what the village chief said, Liu Haifeng and his son began to regret their actions.

But it's no use; the money's already been taken, and there's no going back.

Old Liu was even angrier after hearing Liu Haifeng's story.

When Liu Haifeng wasn't paying attention, he went up and slapped him.

"Pia~"

"Fine, you actually took my third son's money, you damn well better give it back to me."

"Damn it!" Liu Haifeng rolled up his sleeves, ready to attack, not caring whether this person was his second uncle or not.

"Enough!" The village chief's shout calmed Liu Haifeng down, who was about to take action.

"Hold down Old Liu and his family."

As soon as the village chief finished speaking, someone immediately took action and restrained all the male members of Old Liu's family.

Old Liu was forced to the ground and vomited several times, struggling to say:

"Village chief, what are you doing? Are you trying to hit me?"

Those who were about to take action remained silent, all looking at the village chief and waiting for his orders.

The village chief didn't even blink, and said calmly:

"If you can't kill him, beat him to death!"

"No, please don't!" The Liu family members immediately began to beg for mercy.

The group of people who were about to take action couldn't hold back any longer; they revealed sinister smiles as soon as the village chief finished speaking.

Fists the size of sandbags rained down on him.

The village chief, smoking his pipe, watched everything with a detached air, secretly enjoying the villagers' awe-inspiring gazes.

He had the final say on this small plot of land.

Moreover, they were careful with their strength; the beatings they inflicted on Old Liu and his men would only cause them pain for a few days at most, and they wouldn't break their arms or legs.

Don't underestimate the village chief; he won't hesitate to call in people to beat you up.

The pitiful cries of Old Liu and his family were heard by the whole village.

While fearing the village chief, they also felt that Old Liu's family deserved it.

Soon the villagers dispersed, leaving the Liu family members writhing on the ground in pain.

About an hour later, the Liu family members were all sitting in the house, looking refreshed.

Country folks are used to getting a beating; they're tough as nails.

"Dad, that bastard third brother actually gave money to Liu Haifeng! He really doesn't respect you or us brothers!"

The speaker was Liu Hailong, the eldest son of the Liu family.

Upon hearing this, Old Liu slammed his fist on the table and shouted:

"Third brother is a son of a bitch? Eldest brother, are you implying I'm a dog?"

"You two bastards, weren't you born from my body too? Damn it!"

"Big brother, if you can't say it, then don't say it. I'm not a son of a bitch." The second brother, Liu Haitao, also chimed in.

"Alright, alright, let's not talk about this anymore. It's not right for the third brother to be so rich and yet not respect his parents or help his brothers."

"Father, let's go into town and find the third son."

Liu Hailong made no attempt to hide the greed in his eyes.

The three men, father and sons, were all the same: selfish and insatiable.

Now that Liu Haizhong has become successful, they have to grovel at his coattails; otherwise, it wouldn't meet their standards of being human.

"Okay, we'll go into town tomorrow. Boss, you go borrow a carriage." Old Liu made up his mind.

Back in his house, Old Liu packed his things. He didn't plan to leave once he entered the city; he would go straight to Lao San's house.

In the future, he can live a life of luxury in the city. Since his wife is gone anyway, he might even find an old lady in the city to keep him company.

The next morning, the Liu brothers were stunned to see their father had packed a huge pile of things.

"Dad, are you going to stay at the third son's house?" Liu Hailong asked.

Old Liu nodded: "How can I get you any benefits if I don't stay in the city? Alright, let's go."

Although the two brothers were unwilling, they didn't ask too many questions; the old man had a terrible temper.

Braving the wind and snow, we entered the city and asked for directions along the way before finally arriving at the gate of No. 95 Courtyard.

They happened to run into the Guangqi and Guangtian brothers, who had just returned from buying meat.

Liu Guangqi's expression was grim, because he knew trouble was brewing.

Liu Guangtian didn't even bother to pretend anymore and spat directly in the direction of the three Liu family members.

The three of them were furious.

Old Liu was furious. His grandson's rudeness greatly displeased him, and he shouted:

"You little brat, I'm your grandpa, you think I won't beat you to death?"

Liu Guangtian was extremely disdainful. He hadn't backed down in the countryside yesterday, let alone on his own turf. So, hands on his hips, he retorted:

"I'm still your father, who do you think you are? This is Beiping City, try touching me!"